Chapter 1572 — See You Off
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"Nothing's wrong with him? Are we watching a stunt film or what?" one of the students seated by the window exclaimed in astonishment.
The students in the other seats all crowded over as well, and sure enough, they saw that the yellow-haired youth was perfectly fine - and the playground below, which they had expected to be slick with blood, was spotless.
Hearing that the yellow-haired youth was unharmed, Wang Xinyan let out a breath of relief. She glanced at Wei Zhao with a trace of gratitude, but said nothing - for Young Master You was still standing right beside her.
"Are you going to take the exam, or get out of here? Or shall I give you a send-off - feeling like Superman? Want to enjoy the ride of a human cannonball?" Wei Zhao asked, eyeing Young Master You.
"I... Hmph! Just wait and see!" Young Master You glared at Wei Zhao and spat out the words with venom. Though he did not understand what had just happened, there was no reason for him to stay any longer. He could no longer threaten Wang Xinyan, so naturally he would not be able to answer a single question during the exam. What was the point of remaining here and wasting his time?
Besides, Young Master You was eager to track down the yellow-haired Brother Wen at once and get to the bottom of it - to ask him what on earth had happened just now, why he had not fought back, and instead been hurled off the building by Wei Zhao!
"Oh," Wei Zhao replied with perfect indifference.
Young Master You felt his face burn with humiliation at once. Such grandstanding words, and the man had not even taken them seriously! If Wei Zhao had so much as said "Who's afraid of who?", it would have been better than this. As it was, Wei Zhao's single, simple "oh" was nothing short of a complete dismissal.
Young Master You shot Wei Zhao a look full of venom and malice, burned his face and the name on his admission ticket into memory, then strode out of the examination room without looking back.
The moment Young Master You had gone, the candidates in the room burst into uproarious laughter. What Wei Zhao had done was nothing short of deeply satisfying to all.
Earlier, seeing Young Master You and the yellow-haired youth glaring like demons, they had felt nothing but disgust - yet no one had dared say a word. After all, everyone was here to take an exam, and no one wanted to stir up trouble. A little forbearance, if that was what it took, was not such a heavy price.
But what Wei Zhao had done gave voice to their own feelings, and naturally they were delighted. Several of them broke into spontaneous applause.
"You weren't too frightened, were you? It won't affect your composure for the exam, will it?" Wei Zhao turned to ask Wang Xinyan.
"No, I'm fine..." Wang Xinyan shook her head. "And about earlier... thank you, truly."
"That's nothing." Wei Zhao had been about to ask Wang Xinyan how things had been resolved back in Yanjing, but just then the pre-examination bell rang out, clearly signaling that the college entrance examination was about to begin. With the sound of the bell, the invigilators also stepped into the room.
The classroom fell hushed in an instant. Wei Zhao smiled at Wang Xinyan, said nothing more, and settled into a focused state, ready for the exam.
Thoroughly humiliated by Wei Zhao, Young Master You had lost all desire to continue with the examination. No sooner had he stepped out of the teaching building than he spotted the yellow-haired youth waiting on the playground. A surge of fury welled up inside him, and he barked out: "What kind of stunt are you pulling? How could you let him throw you down? Do you really want to be an airplane? Why didn't you teach him a lesson? You made your young master lose face!"